If it weren't for the presence of Americans and Japanese, the Koreans would have said outright that they wouldn't buy a single bottle!

Although the pickled vegetables at the department store were indeed delicious, they felt it wasn't worth 300 won (Korean won) a bottle. They might have considered buying more if it were 30 won a bottle.

Seeing that the Koreans didn't answer, Manager Gao continued, "Are you worried that you're ordering too much and we can't supply it?"

"Don't worry, we can sign a contract. No matter how large your demand is, we guarantee to supply the goods on time and in the required quantity."

"Mr. George placed an order for two thousand bottles yesterday!"

When the Koreans heard that George had actually ordered two thousand bottles, they all looked at George with expressions that said, "Are you crazy?"

"Is he telling the truth?! You really bought two thousand bottles of kimchi from them?!"

George nodded: "Of course it's true. The cooperation agreement has already been signed, and I've already paid the deposit."

"How much did you pay per bottle?! Was it the same outrageous price as yesterday?"

After the Koreans returned yesterday, they felt that the Chinese were ripping them off, and they suspected that the kimchi wasn't actually that expensive.

George replied without any hesitation, "Of course, they're all the same price. In your currency, that's 300 yuan a bottle."

George's expression was so calm that the Koreans had no suspicion of him whatsoever.

Of course, strictly speaking, George didn't lie to them. He did buy them for 3 yuan a bottle, but he didn't tell the Koreans that China had given him an extra 200 bottles.

The Korean man looked very unhappy at this moment, because George, who had been silent all day, had already placed an order for two thousand bottles.

Those who vowed to buy a lot before leaving now seem to be in a precarious position.

They felt they would be losing out if they bought it.

If they don't buy it, they'll lose all face.

The Koreans whispered among themselves and decided to place an order for 1,000 bottles together.

There were five of them, so each of them bought 200 bottles, which was barely within their means.

"But isn't a thousand bottles a bit too few? That big oaf bought two thousand bottles all by himself."

"How can we compare to him? That big oaf seems to own more than a dozen restaurants."

"Yes, you also own a restaurant, why don't you buy more? We can only give them away or sell them as whole bottles, we can't buy that many."

"I only have two restaurants, I can't possibly buy that many!"

"Alright, a thousand bottles is enough. There's no need for any more."

"Yes, I think that's enough."

After the agreement was reached, the Koreans sent a representative to speak.

"We've decided to buy a thousand bottles, but we heard you're going out now, so let's wait until tomorrow to sign the contract."

Upon hearing that they wanted to buy a thousand bottles, Manager Gao immediately said, "No need to wait until tomorrow, we can sign the contract now!"

The person accompanying them nodded in agreement and quickly took out a document from their bag, filling it out on the spot.

Because of George's experience yesterday, the contract was filled out much faster today than yesterday.

Five minutes later, the freshly made cooperation agreement was placed directly in front of the Koreans.

Seeing the documents they pulled out from who-knows-where, the Korean man struggled to say, "Although there's a contract, there's no official seal. How about we talk about it tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Gao put his hand in his pocket, reached into it, and then took out an official seal.

Smiling at the Korean, he said, "It's alright, I brought the company seal with me. Let's sign now."

The Koreans were speechless. How could someone be so strange as to carry their company's official seal on their person?!

The Korean man originally planned to postpone signing the contract until tomorrow and then discuss with the department store to see if they could get a discount.

But now that George and the others are in front of him, George says he bought it for 3 yuan a bottle, so they can't lower the price anymore.

Having exhausted all other excuses, the Koreans had no choice but to reluctantly sign the contract and pay the deposit on the spot.

Manager Gao happily pocketed the deposit, silently praising himself in his heart.

He would suddenly have the idea to bring out the company seal, mainly thinking that if George decided to buy the bamboo cup, they could sign the contract immediately.

To prevent George from suddenly changing his mind after returning to the guesthouse.

After all, in Manager Gao's view, a bamboo cup that costs 5 yuan is quite expensive, as it has nothing on it except for the carved portrait.

If it were him, there would be absolutely no way he would buy it.

In order not to give George a chance to back out, Manager Gao took out the company seal last night, intending to carry it with him at all times.

As it turns out, his decision was quite wise; he successfully signed another order.

Manager Gao could already imagine what it would be like to receive the commendation the next time he went to the provincial capital for a meeting.

After collecting the money, Manager Gao felt that others might also be potential clients, so he happily invited them.

"We're going with Mr. Dumpling to visit a workshop on carving handicrafts. Would any of you like to come along?"

The Japanese expressed their interest and willingness to go and visit together.

The Koreans said they were a bit tired and wanted to stay at the guesthouse to rest, so they wouldn't go over.

They said they wouldn't go, and Manager Gao didn't force them; their main goal today was to appease George anyway.

As for the other Americans and Japanese who went with them, they were just incidental.

......

Xujia Village, Second Brigade, Fengyang Commune

Early in the morning, Village Chief Xu called Uncle Xu Liu to the brigade office. Before Huang Qinqin and the others arrived, Village Chief Xu kept giving him instructions.

"Sixth Uncle, Junhui's wife said this is very important. Why don't you practice a bit more while there's still time?"

Uncle Xu was already nervous, and now he'd been nagged by Village Chief Xu all morning, so he finally couldn't take it anymore.

"This is a craft I've been practicing for decades. The longer I carve, the less steady my hands become."

“I said you’re not that old, how come you’re more talkative than an old woman like me?”

Seeing that Uncle Xu was getting impatient, Village Chief Xu wisely shut his mouth. After all, Uncle Xu was an elder, and his carving skills were the best in the village.

Village Chief Xu was afraid that if he angered someone, they might just leave, which would be troublesome.

However, due to excessive tension, the village chief Xu wanted to speak again after only a short period of silence.

When Uncle Xu saw his expression, he casually remarked, "Look, Junhui's wife and the others aren't coming?"

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Xu hurriedly went outside and asked anxiously, "Where is it? I can't see it!"

Just as they finished speaking, Huang Qinqin and their car came into view.